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I wanted to see her on Friday

To take a trip to Because

To eat crunchy food in the crunchy sunlight

While enjoying the savory breeze,

And we did.

Fridays are best served crunchy

Though butter makes them more acute

But they are still great

And the waitress may have outdone the sunshine today.

Talking to her means severance

But not from anything static and motionless

Because motion, whether centrifugal or reactionary,

Is the only way bodies gravitate.

I came back the next morning

But the waitress was gone,

So she did not serve me tea.

Although I have discovered

That waitresses make great mothers

But terrible wives

Contrary to

My prejudices.